Came into this plan and met king alcohol from day 1.
It affected me mentally , physically and spiritually.
I developed a habit of numbing myself long before i took
my first sip cuz my father beat the living crap out of me
mentally and physically....obviousely my spirit wasn't too happy.
And the world just seems like a f-up place to be.
I survived it...It's a bitch, becuase I also developed a manner
of living of being a survivalist.
Recovery....
Learning how to live, how to laugh, how to cry, how to be happy,
how to be sad, how to love, how to forgive.
No... damn it, i don't want to grow up.....
Reparenting myself, loving myself and that child inside of me
that still havn't really lived, truly lived.
For the love of god...even if there's not a god.
My idea ain't so bad.